Spiritual Awakening

Revelation 12

See Me

The Music Speaks

The track "Gravity" is a humble and dark track about a sad guy who cannot leave a toxic woman. i love the ultra reverbs and the voice being carried around through the space.

Finally, the Dolby Thunder Mastering makes the 808 pump through your car stereo. Let the swag go on.

Gravity

I really need it (uh), I really mean it, (uh)
I know you don't mean it (uh)
Just can't really see it.
I can't show you (uh), I can just repeat it (uh),
I really need it…

Like your lungs need air,
Like your young need care,
Like truth need to dare
Else it all might just disappear,

This shit unbelievable,
If I can speak it, then you hearing what it IS NOT
Think Buddhist speaking of the unspeakable.
The moment I name it, you lost it—
But what if I could show you what words can't?
Something like...

[Just breathe, a few deep inhale exhales]

See? That right there—
Can't put that in a verse,
Can't bottle that and sell it,
Can't write it down and rehearse.

Sometimes it's better not to speak,
Better not to seek it—
The moment you conceive it,
Already lost it, off the scent,
Never had it, been hallucinating
What you swore you really needed.

Like the plants need water,
Like harder need softer,
Everything just feel the same
When ain't no space between 
The ask and the offer.
Ain’t everything just a frequency?
We reading vibrations, gyrations, dimensional rifts, symphonies, 
harmonies, with a fraction of a fraction of a fraction of motion we call air, 
making sound somehow appear.

Hard to say it, 
like language barrier can't quite cross over
To the space where living sound more like:

[Powerful non lyrical vocal and hums]

Leave me speechless...
Leave US speechless...
This what we been reaching for—
Not the words ABOUT it,
But the thing itself, the source,
The reason music existed 
Before anyone kept score.

You feel that?
That right there—
That's what I been trying to say
This whole time.
Not the pointing finger,
But the moon it's pointing at,
Not the menu,
But the meal,
Not the theory,
But what's real.

Something like:

Callback

prod nerfjayy

said you see me but you blind
said you see me but you blind, i just take your "kind" for you're fine
when cry mascara blur the lines 
tell her follow me and i'll lead us in time
fuck your "fine"

i might just sell my soul, i don't wanna be alone 
i know i felt it in my bones, there's something so so wrong, yea
crying to the moon i sent my soul to the sun
and they said girl was a gun
i thought you was one
they said stick to the money, you was painting in my head
niggas was hating on us blew the dread off
tell shawty shawty pour the red up 
girl you trauma trauma to the head, but i still wanna just lay with you 
talking about props? i gave my time to you
where you wanna go take a ride or two 
i put my life in you, but this time was different too 
fuck, how is it always me missing you?
i'm running out of tissues, and bottle up my issues 
because i don't know how to present them to you 

no i'm not being sentimental 
i just put you high, not the middle 
gave chrome heart for the metal
never buy things should've never 
fuck yea i know better
frame so off gotta center it
all the xo's im regretting, all the xo's im regretting it
fuck this shit 
i feel the feeling coming
take my hand, take my hand 
after all this time still running

i might just sell my soul, i don't wanna be alone 
i know i felt it in my bones, there's something so so wrong, yea
crying to the moon i sent my soul to the sun
and they said girl was a gun
i thought you was one
they said stick to the money, you was painting in my head
niggas was hating on us blew the dread off
tell shawty shawty pour the red up 
girl you trauma trauma to the head, but i still wanna just lay with you 
talking about props? i gave my time to you
where you wanna go take a ride or two 
i put my life in you, but this time was different too 
fuck, how is it always me missing you?
i'm running out of tissues, and bottle up my issues 
because i don't know how to present them to you

apple cider [prod nerfjayy]

After a long day of grind, steel and sweat, the world finally slows down. The hum of engines fades, and that first pour hits the glass — Captain Morgan Spice with ginger and ice, smooth as earned peace.
This one’s for every man and woman who clock in, give it all, and find their calm in the pour. Country soul meets trap grit — a toast to the ones who work hard and pour harder.

(Slow burn. Amber lights. Real life in every drop.)

Work Hard, Pour Harder

🔥 ERRR EWWW – A raw, unfiltered rap straight from the streets of the mind. Heavy bass. Slow flow. Cyberpunk energy. This track drips attitude, with distorted synths and a beat that hits like a late-night chase through neon-lit Chicago.

It’s all errr, ewww, and that doot-doot bounce — a vibe for anyone who’s ever felt trapped in the system but still walks tall through the chaos.

🎧 Genre: Hip-Hop / Trap / Cyber Rap
🏙️ Mood: Dark • Confident • Futuristic
📌 Tags: #Rap #HipHop #Trap #GangsterRap #Cyberpunk #ERRREWWW #ChicagoBeats #DarkVibes #StreetFlow #ViralTrack

Errr, Ewww

Cover: Primitive Radio Gods - "Standing Outside a Broken Phone Booth with Money in My Hand"
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We had a blast making a couple covers. Here's one of our cover tracks of Standing Outside a Broken Phone Booth with Money in My Hand by https://soundcloud.com/primitiveradiogods, via 1996. We have a couple other takes on this song that might be released... 
..if there is any interest in doing that. 
Did I mention?; it's free to dl this track above ^

Errr, Ewww

Christopher Clow

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